Sunday, March 24, 2013

Wave Lesson


May I
be wide & spacious like the ocean;
 full of dynamic energy, yet undulating as a gentle breaking wave;
 curious and deep, delightful and profound,
moving effortlessly yet powerfully.

May I
be open;
be still;
and listen with a wide heart.

May I
to remember;
direct and inspire;
stay the path with another;
and stay the path for all others.

May I
and leave no trace beyond.

May I
May you
embrace all that is new.

May I
May you
release expectation
and just be true.

Friday, March 22, 2013

The Secret Punctuation of a Habit

Photo by Barry Stock

;where were you when it happened

;where will you be you when it happens again

;when it happens again a habit may be born

;when it happens enough enough a way of life arises ...

What results then?

be where
you are Now.!.

;habits will arise, better to be with their birth,
perhaps guiding them as you need,
as you wish...

Easy - no
Possible - maybe

;where were you just now!

Wednesday, March 13, 2013


Listen lightly now!

[  Views trap  ] know all is  ;   is not  ¿

 Freedom   lies    be yon

Thursday, March 7, 2013

The Stupidest Fear Yet

Last night I was looking at relationships between three scales.  I found this particular theory years ago in a back by Walter Mathieu called Harmonic Experience: Tonal Harmony from Its Natural Origins to Its Modern Expression. Periodically I look at work again, but am usually overwhelmed.  Last night I saw a bit of hope in moving forward with this if only a tiny bit.  Most of my musical progress comes from small but persistent efforts.

Tonight I decided to play with these ideas and something began to take off.  I was making notes on this, with my guitar on, seated by my desk.  A recipe for what the Alexander Technique calls poor use.   I loose awareness of myself, and twist & torque my body.  But the notes were made on what I had so far.  I decided to do a lie down and was grateful as my back touched the floor.  The tension generated by tiredness and poor use had me.  As this released I began audiating what I had so far, I heard something exciting happening.  Then this stupid little fear whispered - but you'll never be able to play that.

I could not believe it.  And I also chose not to listen to the fear.  I returned to playing & exploring.  Willing to allow the muse to speak and to do what is necessary to allow her to be heard.  Ive had a lot of dealings with fear over the years, but this was a new one.

Saturday, March 2, 2013


Nature by... Gaudi? 

For whom do birds sing?

For whom do I play music?

For what do we listen?

Why do we not sing more?

Do the questions frame the quest?

Friday, March 1, 2013

The Wonder of Gratitude

Philosophy begins in wonder. Plato

As I completed my practice session playing Matka Boska, a tribute to my mother, to all Mothers,  a sense of gratitude overwhelmed.  Gratitude for life, gratitude for the love my Mother gave me, gratitude for the gifts of living, laughter and art that so many have shared with me. 

Gratitude as the frame for my day, keeps me present, grounded, and awake to the presence of so much that life has to offer  Grateful that my body still has fine motor control to play, that my mind can recall what to play, and that my heart still cares.   One precious breath at a time I can wake up and listen for what life needs.

The new day is upon me.  Time to go and marvel at the beauty and wonder of another opportunity to watch the sunrise from the bottom of the sea.